venerdì 3 agosto 2007

So...

... the Moi Dix Mois (plus guest...I'm wondering who, man...) ticket has arrived, my ReS new album and the bento are on their way, the work goes on smooth, apparently, if we don't consider the last brandnewfresh line: "You're almost as good as XXX".

OOOOOOH, I'M GLAD TO HEAR IT!!! REEEEEEEEALLY! NOW MY LIFE IS ACCOMPLISHED! I'M ALMOST AS GOOD AS HER!!!
...
A "go fuck yourself" was needed. But I couldn't, fella. I couldn't.


Really, I cannot understand THAT woman. The others seem normal folks, let's say standard, but she is definitely an outsider. IN EVERY WAY YOU WANNA PUT IT. I'm figuring all sort of things about her, obviously.

'night

ps: they don't pay me on every adverb I write, believe me.

ps2: who are "they"?...

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